Once you're done climbing you've got to rest. You settle at an emotional bus stop. Full of reflections and realizations.You relive somethings from a different angle. Its hurts less, but it could be worse for someone else. I write this not because it's relevant to me but because it might be to you. I can skip the bus, it's slightly warm here. But climates differ, and it might snow where you are. If you need the bus. This is the bus. A ride where we look out the window to another life - yesterday - and reminisce. IF YOU ARE SEEING THIS BOOK ANYWHERE OTHER THAN WATTPAD IT HAS BEEN STOLEN. I HAVE BEEN THIEFED!! ( grammer is perfect here don't @ me) PLEASE REPORT IT ... THANK YOU